An enterprising Sikh in B.C. at the time chartered a Japanese boat and sold passage to Canada to mostly fellow Sikhs back in the Punjab in British controlled India. They sailed to Canada after departing from Hong Kong and arrived in Vancouver harbour expecting to disembark and bhangra their way right into the country because f**k Canadian sovereignty. But the Canadian government wouldn't have it and so the Sikhs became restless and acted like violent retards. After a two month stand-off Canada said "f**k this sh*t" and sent the boat packing with an armed escort into international waters to arrive in India where it's passengers refused to acquiesce to demands by the British to disembark. And then they proceeded to act like violent retards. A riot ensued and the British said "f**k this sh*t" and opened fire. People died.

And it's our fault.

And we're sorry.

We're sorry we didn't let you break our laws and crash our borders because if we did then you wouldn't have acted like violent retards and got some people killed. Because acting like violent retards is kinda your thing but that's our fault too I guess. So what I'm trying to say is I'm sorry, I think, because it's our fault, or my fault, or something.

Hey, did anybody see my car? It's a white Volkswagon Tiguan with plates WHTGLT. I left it around 124th street and Old Yale Rd in Surrey, B.C.; in the Khalsa School parking lot to be precise. I left it there to go see a doctor about getting a refill on my medicine. If anybody finds it you know how to contact me.